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    Chances – (Chapter: Sleep Over)

    "I don’t know about you guys, but I am tired." Skyler said through a yawn.

    "You can sleep in the guest room. Upstairs first door on the right." He departed up the stairs. I turned to look at Spencer, she seemed deep in thought.

    "Are you tired." She looked at me and shook her head. "Neither am I."

    "Do you have ‘The Truman Show’?" I smiled and led her to the living room. After the movie we went up to my room and sat on my bed.

    "Lets play a game."

    "20 questions?" She suggests.

    "Okay, you first." We lay back, facing each other.

    "Whats your favorite color?"

    "Sky blue. Do you have any other siblings." She giggles.

    "Besides my annoying brother Glen, I have an adoptive brother Clay."

    "What’s he like?" She smiles.

    "No, no. My turn. Why’s your mom always gone." I hesitate but cover it up quickly.

    "Work. So tell me more about your family." She notices the change of subject but doesn’t push.

    "Well my mother and I aren’t as close as we used to be but we’re still close. My dad is great, he’s such a wonderful cook…" I can’t help but notice the way her eyes light up when she’s talking about her family. Even when she’s talking about Glen. It’s so cute the way she moves her hands when she’s excited. This girl is growing on me. "Clay is just so sweet. What about your dad, where’s he at?" We lock eyes.

    "I didn’t really know my dad well. He dad when I was 10 in a plane crash."

    "I’m sorry." She says sincerely.

    "I never got that."

    "What?"

    "Why people apologize for something they can’t control." I say.

    "Oh, I’m sorry. I mean, yeah." I chuckle.

    "You’re too cute." She looks seriously at me. My smile drops. "What?"

    "Back at the party we almost kissed." I looked down knowing this would come up.

    "Listen Spence I’m sorry, I should have told you sooner bu-" She cuts me off with a kiss. I lose all train of thought and kiss her back. Only when I feel her tongue run along my bottom lip do I remember what’s happening. I pull back with protests from Spencer.

    "What’s wrong?" Concern in her voice.

    "Spence we can’t." I look away. I can feel her confused gaze on me. "I promised myself I wouldn’t put anyone else in danger. This just can’t happen, I’m sorry."

    "What do you mean danger? Ash look at me." She brings my chin up to look at her. "What do you mean danger?" She asks again worry written in her eyes.

    "Nothing Spence, nothing. I’m tired lets get some sleep." I roll over and curl into my pillows. I feel Spencer sink down and hear her breathing even out. I flip back over to face her. "I’m sorry Spencer. It’s for the best." I give her a kiss on the cheek and gently fall asleep with my arm over her waist.

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    1. hmmmmm so what does christine do that could put spence in danger? mafia, drug runner, high class prostitute? I don’t know but I can’t wait to find out. great update!

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